Therefore, he did not want to die.
"Lord Chen, save me, I do not want to die yet." Zhao Chong called out to Chen Mo for help.
Chen Mo didn't know Zhao Chong had already considered selling out his mother for glory, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at Hu Mei'Er: "What do you want to do?"
"Let us go, and give me the Red Sun Bell you hold," Hu Mei'Er said.
Looking at the sword in Hu Mei'Er's hand pressed against Zhao Chong's pale skin, leaving a trail of blood, her two assassins stood experiencedly at her sides to prevent anyone from shooting her with an arrow. The corner made it impossible for Chen Mo to forcibly rescue Zhao Chong.
"Alright, I agree to your terms, but I do not have the Red Sun Bell with me." Chen Mo replied.
